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Bacon Buns — The Smokiness Robert Would Approve Of

Labor Day, and the summer's final gesture is a cookout that feels like a comma, not a period — the heat will persist for weeks, but the calendar has declared autumn, and the calendar, in a family governed by academic schedules and church seasons, is the authority that matters. Robert grilled. James made his salad (the college salad, still evolving, now with feta and pecans, which represents either sophistication or peer influence). Carrie brought a guest — a girl from school named Priya who is also applying to Emory and who ate Robert's ribs with the delicate enthusiasm of a vegetarian who has just made an exception.

Joy came for the cookout. She arrived in a sundress covered with sunflowers, and the dress was Joy — loud, bright, impossible to ignore, beautiful in a way that has nothing to do with fashion and everything to do with the person wearing it. She and Mama sat together on the piazza, and I watched them from the kitchen window — two women, mother and daughter, one losing her mind and the other having lost it years ago, sitting in companionable silence on a piazza in Charleston while the family grilled ribs and the world continued without their participation, and the non-participation was not exclusion but elevation — they were above the logistics, above the planning, above the doing. They were simply being. And the being was the highest form of living.

October 1st is four weeks away. The room at Magnolia House is being prepared. Mrs. Patterson called to discuss Joy's preferences: purple bedding (Joy's choice), art supplies in the room (Joy's demand), a window that faces the garden (Joy's one condition, expressed as "flowers?"). The preparation is both practical and sacred — the making of a space for a person you love, the arranging of a room that will hold her life.

I made Robert's ribs for the cookout — the Blackwood recipe, the one tradition Robert has contributed to a kitchen dominated by Simmons women. The ribs were smoky and tender and the secret, Robert insists, is the overnight rub, which includes brown sugar and smoked paprika and a "secret ingredient" that I have never been told and that I suspect is garlic powder, because Robert's secrets are not as secret as he thinks. The ribs were perfect. Robert was proud. And the pride of a man who has contributed one dish to a family of cooks is the purest form of pride: small, specific, entirely earned.

I can’t share Robert’s rib rub — partly because he won’t tell me what’s in it, and partly because some family recipes are meant to stay attached to the person who makes them. But what I can share is this: the smoky, savory spirit of that Labor Day cookout, translated into something you can make entirely in your own kitchen. These Bacon Buns have that same quality Robert’s ribs always bring to the table — the smell of something good and specific, the kind of food that makes people stop what they’re doing and come find the source. They would have been right at home on the piazza that afternoon, and I think Joy would have loved them.

Bacon Buns

Prep Time: 20 minutes + 1 hour 30 minutes rising | Cook Time: 22 minutes | Total Time: ~2 hours 15 minutes | Servings: 12 buns

Ingredients

  • 3 cups all-purpose flour, plus more for dusting
  • 2 1/4 tsp active dry yeast (one standard packet)
  • 1 tsp granulated sugar
  • 1 tsp salt
  • 1 cup warm water (110°F)
  • 2 tbsp unsalted butter, softened
  • 10 oz thick-cut bacon, cooked until crispy and crumbled
  • 3 green onions, thinly sliced
  • 1/2 tsp smoked paprika
  • 1/4 tsp black pepper
  • 1 egg, beaten (for egg wash)
  • Flaky sea salt, for topping (optional)

Instructions

  1. Activate the yeast. Combine warm water, sugar, and yeast in a large bowl. Stir gently and let sit for 5–8 minutes until foamy. If the mixture does not foam, the yeast is inactive — start with a fresh packet.
  2. Make the dough. Add softened butter, salt, and smoked paprika to the yeast mixture. Add flour one cup at a time, stirring between additions, until a shaggy dough forms. Turn out onto a lightly floured surface and knead for 8–10 minutes until smooth and elastic.
  3. First rise. Place the dough in a lightly oiled bowl, cover with a clean kitchen towel, and let rise in a warm spot for 1 hour, or until doubled in size.
  4. Add the bacon. Punch down the dough and turn it out onto a floured surface. Flatten slightly and scatter the crumbled bacon, sliced green onions, and black pepper over the surface. Fold and knead gently for 2–3 minutes to distribute evenly throughout.
  5. Shape the buns. Divide the dough into 12 equal portions. Roll each into a smooth ball and arrange on a parchment-lined baking sheet, spacing them about 2 inches apart.
  6. Second rise. Cover loosely with plastic wrap and let rise for 30 minutes. Preheat your oven to 375°F during this time.
  7. Egg wash and bake. Brush each bun with beaten egg and sprinkle with flaky sea salt if using. Bake for 20–22 minutes, until deep golden brown and hollow-sounding when tapped on the bottom.
  8. Cool and serve. Let the buns cool on the pan for at least 10 minutes before serving. Best eaten the day they’re made, still slightly warm.

Nutrition (per serving)

Calories: 218 | Protein: 9g | Fat: 8g | Carbs: 27g | Fiber: 1g | Sodium: 420mg

Naomi Blackwood
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Naomi Blackwood
Week 180 of Naomi’s 30-year story · Charleston, South Carolina
Naomi is a retired librarian from Charleston who spent thirty-one years putting books in people's hands and now spends her days putting her mother's Lowcountry recipes on paper before they're lost. She survived her husband's affair, her father's sudden death, and the long goodbye of her mother's final years. She cooks she-crab soup in a bowl that Carolyn brought from Beaufort, and in every spoonful you can taste the marsh and the memory and the grace of a woman who chose to stay and rebuild.

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